Poesia (16.5)

I Shan’t Become What You Became

Despite all the flaws

I never pointed at you

And told you

You weren’t enough

Or you weren’t worth the fight.

I never humiliated you

Or tried to make you smaller.

I stood by you

When no one else did.

I was there

To hold your hand

When dark times

Came.

Now I need to forgive myself

For doing all those terrible things

To my own kind heart.

You’ve left with all the good

I had to offer

And all you did

Was to take advantage.

I lost myself in the unsung

Songs,

In the unwritten

Poetry,

In the untold

Words.

I shall find what I’m looking for

And I feel sorry for you

Who couldn’t value

The best thing

That you’ve ever had.